Chapter Ten
“How is your mother?” William asked.
Freya pushed around the different kinds of sushi on her plate. She didn’t mind fish when it was cooked. This wasn’t cooked. It was raw, and she didn’t like the smell either.
She glanced over at her father, her heart sinking. She didn’t want to be here with him. “She’s fine.”
“Is she still angry with me?”
“You cheated on her. Of course she’s angry with you. She never got over it, and I doubt she ever will.” She picked up her water and took a sip.
“You seem to be doing well with Jared.”
“Yes. I enjoy working for him.”
“And your drawing is good. You’ve come a long way from those stick figures you used to like scribbling everywhere.”
Freya put her glass down and waited.
Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted Jared at the bar. Seeing him made her smile. He’d come to the restaurant. He gave her a wave, and she knew in that moment that he’d come for her.
Like all the other times in her life, he knew her father was up to something. William never showed any interest in her, and when he did, it was usually to impress some woman with her achievements. It was why she’d stopped entering competitions, so she didn’t have to be used by anyone again. That’s how much it affected her.
“What do you think, Freya?” he asked, drawing her attention back toward him.
“Sorry, I wasn’t listening.”
He tutted, and she raised a brow, which he didn’t catch because he was so busy stuffing his face. What did women really see in him? He was a horrible person, self-centered, and that was never going to change. All he was ever after in his life was what would benefit him. She’d bet every single cent that she earned, he was after something.
“I was thinking we could go to the zoo or something. What do you think?”
“Are you for real?” she asked.
The confused look on his face made her laugh.
“Wow, you really don’t get it, do you? I’m a grown woman. Why are you here?”
“I wanted to have dinner with you.”
“No. Why are you here like this? Why do you want to take me to dinner? Who are you trying to impress?”
He had a sheepish look on his face, and she knew without a doubt that something was going on.
“I just wanted to get to know you.”
“I’ve tried for you to get to know me. You’ve told me I’m boring, that I’m weird. I don’t get it. What do you want, and who do you want it for?”
His cheeks were bright red. This was the first time in her life that she had ever called him out, and in a way it felt good, but it also felt like she was unveiling the fraud, and that sucked ass big time.
“Who?” she asked.
“There’s a single mother in my office.”
And that was her answer.
“You know what, I’m done.”
“Wait, I’m not sleeping with her.”
She looked at him with a glare. “But you want to sleep with her, right?”
He neither confirmed nor denied it, but his jaw clenched, and she had had enough.
Freya snorted. “If you must know, Dad, I have no interest in going to the zoo. I never have. I like art. Not drawing, art, in all of its forms, and I have come a long way from stick figures. I’ve not drawn them since I was three. Don’t ever, and I mean this, ever, use me to get a fuck. I’m old enough now to tell you that. You want to lure a woman into your bed, do it on your own terms. I don’t want fuck all to do with it.”
She got up to start walking out the door, then stopped, spun around, picked up her sushi plate, and threw it in his lap. “I hate sushi.”
Storming outside into the cool air, she wrapped her arms around herself.
“I’ve got the car,” Jared said, moving up behind her.
She turned into his arms, pressing her face against his chest. “He wanted to take me to the zoo.”
This made Jared laugh.
“I’m not joking.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. There’s a woman. It’s always a woman, Jared. I’m tired of him. I don’t want anything to do with him anymore.” She looked up at the man she loved. “I don’t care if he knows about us. I want to tell him. I don’t want any more secrets.”
“Do you want me to go back in there and tell him?”
“Not tonight. We’ll tell my parents together. They can be forced to sit in a room together. I have to.”
“I brought my car,” he said.
“You came tonight.”
“Of course I came. Do you know how hard it was to let you leave, knowing you didn’t want to go?”
This made her smile. “It bothered you?”
“More than you probably even realize. I never want to see you walking away from me again, and I won’t let you walk away from me again.”
This made her smile. “Ever?”
“Never, ever.” He tucked some hair behind her ear. “You should never have to do what you don’t want to do.”
“I don’t like working in advertising, but I enjoy teasing you even more.”
He chuckled. “If you want to quit working for me, I have no problem with you working on your art. I’ve been in touch with someone who owns a gallery. He can take a look at your work if you’re ready.”
This brought tears to her eyes.
“What is it?” he asked.
“My dad can’t even remember that I’m an artist, and yet you, you’ve already contacted someone within the art world. How can that not be emotional?”
Jared cared.
He loved her.
And in that moment, she knew her parents really didn’t.
She was a pawn to them, and she was done moving across their chess board. She was only ever going to move to her own beat.
“Take me home, Jared. Make love to me.”
****
When they got to the doors of his home, Jared opened them, and proceeded to pick Freya up in his arms and carry her over the threshold.
“What are you doing?” She was laughing, and he kicked the door closed.
“You’re going to have to lock it. I’ve got my hands full.”
Maneuvering her around so that she could lock the door they were both laughing by the time she was finished. Holding her close, he carried her upstairs to his bedroom.
“You always come into my room, why?” she asked.
“This is actually my room, baby.”
“I’ve been sleeping in your room?”
“Yep.”
“Why?”
“I told you many times that I wanted you in my bed, and this was the easiest way to get you there.”
She started laughing as he put her down. Her arms slipped around his neck as she pressed a kiss to his lips. “I love you, you know that?”
This made Jared stop. She’d never said the words to him. Not that he could recall. He was the one to tell her that he loved her.
Cupping her face, he tilted her head back. The sparkle in her eyes made his breath catch.
“You mean that?”
“That I love you?”
“I mean it.” Her gaze left his, and her hands ran down his jacket. She began to unbutton it. She pushed it off his shoulders until it landed on the floor at his feet. Next, she dealt with his shirt. “I’ve loved you for a long time, but I tried to pretend that it was just some stupid crush. It wasn’t a crush. I love you, Jared. I love you so much that it scared me.”
“I’m not like your father.”
“I know you’re not, and even trying to compare you was a big mistake by me, and I won’t do that again, I promise.” She pressed a kiss to his lips. “I want this. I want you. I love you.”
The shirt was gone, and she sank to her knees before him, going for his belt. Jared watched her. His cock was rock hard, and pressing against the front of his pants. She eased the zipper down, paying careful attention to not get his cock trapped within it.
He groaned, as the air felt damn good, and his cock sprang forward.
She wrapped her fingers around the length, and he watched as she took the tip into her mouth and sucked his dick deep. Reaching out, he wrapped her hair around his fist, and made her take more of him, sinking to the back of her throat, where she was almost gagging on his length, before he pulled out.
Pre-cum was leaking out of the tip, and she flicked her tongue across it.
“Do you like the taste of my dick?” he asked.
“Yes.”
Before he could ask another question, she covered his cock, taking him to the back of her throat.
“Holy fuck!” He closed his eyes as the pleasure was out of this world.
Freya bobbed her head as she sucked on his dick. Her fingers went to his balls, cupping them in her hand.
She teased him, drawing him close to orgasm, and it took every single ounce of control not to come in her mouth. He didn’t want to stop there.
Finally, when he couldn’t take anymore, he released her hair, pulled out of her mouth, and grabbed her arms, lifting her up.
Slamming his lips down on hers, he sank his fingers into her hair, kissing her deeply. He couldn’t get enough of her. Moving her toward the bed, he found the zipper at the back of the dress, and began to pull it down.
Breaking from the kiss, he rid her of the dress and her bra, and eased her down to the bed. Tearing her panties from her body, he threw them onto the floor. She didn’t need them for him.
“Spread your legs. I want to see your pussy.”
She did as he asked without hesitation. He stared at her glistening pussy, and knelt on the bed. His cock was still glistening from her saliva. He ran a hand up and down his dick, moaning as he did. Gripping her hips, he lifted her up, and tasted her sweet cunt.
Hearing her gasp had him smiling as he plunged his tongue inside her pussy. He wanted his dick inside her so bad, but first, he was going to make her beg for him. Drawing his tongue up, he teased her clit, circling the bud before moving back down again.
He nibbled on her nub, flicking his tongue back and forth over her, heightening her pleasure as he did.
Putting her back down on the bed, he slipped a finger between her folds, pressing inside her and feeling her tighten around him.
“Do you want my cock inside you?”
“Yes. Please, Jared. I need you.”
He added a second finger within her, teasing her even more. Pulling his thumb from inside her, he added three fingers into her cunt, and rubbed his thumb over her clit.
“Come over my fingers and then I’ll let you have my cock.”
She arched up, thrusting her pussy onto his fingers. He went from watching her face to watching her pussy. She looked and felt so damn good.
“Please, Jared.”
“Do you want my mouth?”
“Yes, and your cock.”
He chuckled. “You can’t have both at the same time.”
“I’ll still have you. I want your mouth.”
Jared moved down, opening her pussy lips and licking her pretty cunt. She tasted so good. He wanted her to come all over his face, and then he’d slam his cock deeply inside her. She’d forget everything else but the pleasure he could give her, and only him.
“Jared, please, I can’t take anymore.”
He teased her clit, licking her nub, drawing her closer and closer to edge of orgasm. Every time she was at that peak, he’d change angle and begin to build her pleasure once again.
She gasped, holding onto the bed as he held her in place. He didn’t want to stop touching her, teasing her, making her belong to him.
Using his tongue and fingers, he drove her wild, unleashing her for him and him only.
“Who do you belong to?” he asked.
“You. Only you. You’re the only one I want. Please, Jared, I can’t take it anymore.”
This time when he took her to the edge, he hurtled her over it, listening to her cries as she came. Her whole body shook, and he swallowed down her cum, licking and sucking at her pussy. He couldn’t get enough of her.
Moving up her body, he gripped his cock, pressed it against her entrance, and slid inside her. Her moans filled the room, echoing off the walls as he took her.
“You feel so fucking good,” he said.
Her pussy was so tight as she gripped him, sucking him in. He didn’t want to be anywhere else but inside her, loving her.
“You’re all mine, Freya. Mine to love, to fuck, to enjoy.” He slammed his lips down on hers, getting her to taste her sweet pussy.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, holding him tighter than ever before. He loved this woman. She was his life, and had been for so long. There’s no one else he’d ever want, or ever need.
Taking hold of her hands, he pressed them either side of her head, thrusting inside her, going as deep as he could, fucking her harder than ever before.
“I love you, Jared,” she said.
The feel of her wet cunt and her words were enough to push him over the edge. He slammed into her one final time, filling her pussy with his cum, and hoping one day soon, she’d be full of his kid.